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The pressure was on, The suspense was inevitable, His mischief mode activated, And with one big leap, He finally jumped forward, To stop me from scrolling on the phone, Only to play with him, Such an attention seeker he is, Leo my kitten is adorable... ©Z.F.A #iwritewhatmyheartbeholds
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Dec 20, 2024
Dec 20, 2024 at 8:19 PM UTC
Suspense 🐾
I wish for someone to love me in the way I love my cat. That they’d spot me across the room and rush upstairs for their camera. Eager to capture the moment, obsessed with me even as I’m simply existing.
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Oct 27, 2024
Oct 27, 2024 at 10:06 PM UTC
My Cat
Pretty Cat, Kitty Cat. U stole My Heart, this morning. Pretty Cat, Kitty Cat. Let's watch the Stars burning. Pretty Cat, Kitty Cat. Where did u learn to purr? Pretty Cat, Kitty Cat. You're a Kitten fully of fur. Pretty Cat, Kitty Cat. Your Heart, was Once My Home. Pretty Cat, Kitty Cat. Don't in the streets, U Roam. Pretty Cat, Kitty Cat. Who, let the Dogs out? Pretty Cat, Kitty Cat. Why do U make me Shout? 🤭
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Nov 18, 2023
Nov 18, 2023 at 8:46 AM UTC
Pretty Cat, Kitty Cat
The present is precious They say I should know this But I can’t afford to feel the present ‘Cause I fear tomorrow I have one wish She be happy forever My life to her no regrets.
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Oct 13, 2021
Oct 13, 2021 at 2:09 AM UTC
Kitten (by Yoshikazu Takahashi)
Your furry body Resting in between my thighs Your purrs can heal souls
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Jan 28, 2021
Jan 28, 2021 at 4:24 PM UTC
Tigger
𝑺𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒚, 𝑰 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒔 𝑯𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒅𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝑪𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒛𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝑨𝒔 𝑰 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝑴𝒚 𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝑰𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒀𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝑻𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒎𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒆.
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Jul 11, 2020
Jul 11, 2020 at 11:47 AM UTC
Ikapito
I ached, looking from the hill, The sun would hurry home, This place never thought up before- This place that would be left alone, And as the oranges and Pinks turned to onyx quilts, The cat rubbed against my tennis shoes, Purring at a friendship built. Cream and cereal I rendered- Pulled from aether will, And a bowl and spoon and saucer, too, For each to have their fill, But the cat took all the cream, And said "It's just some cream", But dry is my cereal, And this is just a dream.
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Jul 1, 2020
Jul 1, 2020 at 12:24 AM UTC
The Cat and it's Hill
A sweet little kitten I found her, and so I thought she would stay, but the mischief inside her started to stir almost the very next day. Where went that sweet little kitten who’d sleep in my lap so sound? Now I'm more apt to be bitten! Then away from me she will bound. Alas, I adore this sweet kitten, twice now the size she once was. Forever I'll find myself smitten with her pink nose and velvety paws.
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Jun 23, 2020
Jun 23, 2020 at 2:21 PM UTC
Sweet Little Kitten
This, a story Of love and endurance A survival match Among the wilderness Away From a house displaced Lived a cat Out of place, In this cruel world. He changed his hues Constantly Trying to fit in This troubled cat, Only to seek a soul Much like its own. He loitered about Day and night long Picked prey by hounds Clean, from all use, By these bunch of hyenas That saw the cat As everything But their own. Trying to escape With each tick of the clock From an inescapable fate Which led him To his cub. As their eyes met, Their souls intertwined, He had found his world Alas, one he could Never call "mine" With the days Of their lives Brimming with joy The cat found himself, Rediscovered, stupefied. He decided That a life Without her, a lioness, Would amount to nothing, A life given meaning Simply with every Breath she took. Alas, she breathed For her lions instead, Where she was one Among the royals, As entitled. The cat, heartbroken, Lost himself once again The way he claimed back From the void He lost, once and for all. As his cub Grew with grace, Into a fearless hunter It finally reached him They they might Never live together. Yet their small lives Are still bound By little promises made He is, In her broken mirror's world, A black cat.
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Jun 12, 2020
Jun 12, 2020 at 10:16 AM UTC
A cat and his cub.
you are soft all over, yet i still feel your comforting weight when you lay with me you are swift and sleek, but also adorable in your own small ways the way you lay on my chest as if i’ve no need to breathe is insanely frightening and the way you make sure to position yourself just right, where my arm will fall asleep but i won’t be able to move is absolutely ingenious you have the most enchanting pale green eyes they beg for cuddles while simultaneously asking if i’m alright, and it’s admirable how you are loyal to me when some days i can hardly bring myself to feed you or change the litter you have more faith in me than i do because when i am sad or crying you push your head against my nose make sure your **** goes in my face, curl up on my chest and sleep with me or you meow until i’m forced to get up and you trust that eventually i’ll get up
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Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 7:12 AM UTC
ode to my black cat
My life's work is the wiggling leap Of a soft little kitten, who lands in a heap. My life's work is the hyper, swift lick Of a rambunctious puppy who moves lightning quick. My life's work is the smile of a friend, Who I know will be with me till the bitter end. My life's work is a high GPA; Perseverance is how I got here today. My life's work are these words that I write, And the heartfelt confession, "you saved my life". My life's work is nowhere near done. I fell down, I got up, now I'm ready to run.
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Apr 5, 2020
Apr 5, 2020 at 11:14 PM UTC
Life's Work
Eyes that show you "I will love you forever" Eyes that tell you “I am smart and clever” Eyes that say “My love has no end” Eyes that ask you “Will you be my friend?” Eyes that show you "I want a lap to rest in" Eyes that beg you "Please tickle my chin" Eyes that want to be chosen and cared for Eyes that stare at the shelter door   Eyes that remain hopeful as you decide Eyes that tell you “I will stay by your side Eyes that say “I’d like space to roam” Eyes that ask you “Can you give me a home?” Eyes that beg you “Please pick me” Eyes that show you how happy you can be!
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Feb 24, 2020
Feb 24, 2020 at 2:47 PM UTC
Cat's Eyes at the Shelter
I always got your back no matter what. I will kiss your bruises and your cuts. We will stay together through thick and thin. You will always be my little, soft kitten. You are my baby ball of fur. My favorite sound is when you purr. I love you, my pretty kitty cat. Nothing in this world can change that.
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Dec 27, 2019
Dec 27, 2019 at 6:55 PM UTC
A cat's love
Your cat ears tell a story, Your tail tells who you are; And though you're down, remember That you are my rising star. Of you I sing, while day-bells ring And skylarks in the sky Come circling round you, to astound you While the kittens sigh. And, ** My special kitten, I profoundly adore Your every feline charm, dear And cherish you the more. Your cat ears tell a story, Your tail tells who you are; And though you're down, remember That you are my rising star.
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Nov 14, 2019
Nov 14, 2019 at 8:24 AM UTC
Your Cat Ears Tell A Story
The summer wind The golden year Your loveliness Dispelled my fear Your gentle charms enchant me, dear In happiness I shed a tear Dear KittyNoir, do I adore Please keep me warm, this I implore Dear KittyNoir, hope lies in store Come live with me forevermore! The little clouds The summer sky Your sweet embrace Draws me so nigh While seeing you, I let a sigh I felt so lucky I could die. Dear KittyNoir, do I adore Please keep me warm, this I implore Dear KittyNoir, hope lies in store Come live with me forevermore! So, kitten-girl Climb down the tree Don't hesitate To leap to me Don't be afraid to live your dream, And be the best that you can be. Dear KittyNoir, do I adore Please keep me warm, this I implore Dear KittyNoir, hope lies in store Come live with me forevermore!
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Nov 20, 2019
Nov 20, 2019 at 7:56 PM UTC
The Summer Wind (To KittyNoir)
Whereforth art the kittens, Isibella, Isibella? Why doth they long for the spring? Nearer, o, nearer, mine heart holdeth thee dearer As long as the first scent of spring draws me nearer To thee, to thee. O stretch thou thy paws high, and sing, sing, so stretch thou thy paws high and sing.
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Nov 18, 2019
Nov 18, 2019 at 10:20 PM UTC
Whereforth art the Kittens, Isibella, Isibella?
Strange as it seems, November schemes, For Isi bears the moonlight gleam. For as I saw This fluffy awe Ricardo, memes, on me bestow! She melts my heart, This kitten-tart Propels me from the very start! Yet, fill my soul! And make me whole Till I have reached the final goal. You moonshine light, That fills the night, With lunar gleam and kitten blight. And dear sweet cat, I'll tell you that, I'm fond of you, from sole to hat. Of ears and tail, I shall not fail To feel your floof beyond the pale. And they shall love This morning dove That's you, who's sent from up above. Ah! Isi dear, You make me steer Towards your sight, your kitten-gear. This kitten-gear! So sweet and sheer Shibari-knots dispel my fear. Shibari-knots And dazzling Goths Victorian air, I breath a lot! Sing high, my soul, From pole to pole, That you, my cat-girl, make me whole!
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Nov 14, 2019
Nov 14, 2019 at 8:17 AM UTC
On Isibella de Karnstein, without putting on her makeup.
I'm yours right Morning ,noon and night           At Your beck and call Owned by you Under your control Right here waiting for your command            I'm your Kitten patiently waiting In your warm grasp Till your voice your command Then I will obay Even if I don't want to Now I'm waiting for those words           That I must obay
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Nov 4, 2019
Nov 4, 2019 at 10:37 AM UTC
I'm your kitten
A Tomcat and Queen fought over fiercely Where to educate their brilliant kitty They agreed upon two CATS Boston and Purr-due Thus avoiding a cat-astrophe
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Oct 26, 2019
Oct 26, 2019 at 10:03 PM UTC
Brilliant Kitty
Poetry sits like a cat on my chest It purrs at me, Licking the tips of my fingers Pressing its soft beating belly to mine I used to have to cajole it up here But I'm so mean to it tonight I do not tap its ears or rub its back Too tired now to plait its fur And call its affection pretty But I lie quite still and I try to forget I'd rather shove it off and have a cigarette.
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Sep 22, 2019
Sep 22, 2019 at 1:53 PM UTC
Mean
I'll never talk about what it's not, but I'll tell you what it is It's the jaw harps sound, clear as spring water in open mouths It's an echo clear in a budding clearing And clear enjoyment in the crinkling eyes of a crying wish And as for my old mentor, his name was Kitten Lips Because he purrrrrred when he performed on it
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Aug 22, 2019
Aug 22, 2019 at 6:48 PM UTC
The Harmonica